I am happy. lets have a giveaway!!!!!!

Whats a km? :p


Great story Mike. An item on my bucket list is to see those lights in a similar fashion as you guys did. Il bet it was incredible....
 
Ya know, you are right. The feelings in these posts is pretty vivid. I'm enjoying this thread a great deal. Thanks for starting it and for your generous giveaway.
 
j williams said:
Mike, im stealin that one for my boys. Thats a GREAT story!!!!!

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Take it and run with it my friend. :cool:


If you’re half the character my grandfather was (and I know you are), I’m sure you can sell that to your boys.

Grandpa sold me well, even complained about the rear of the car being light and hard to drive, with an occasional abrupt course correction and a few choice words to reinforce the illusion.


"If you're not living on the edge, …you're taking up too much space."

Big Mike
 
PB Wilson said:
Ya know, you are right. The feelings in these posts is pretty vivid. I'm enjoying this thread a great deal. Thanks for starting it and for your generous giveaway.
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No thanks needed, Im enjoyin the hell out of this!! :thumbup:
 
Good to hear that you've found a good place within yourself. It takes a lot of people their whole lives to become at peace with who they are and where they're at. Some people never do.

Along those lines one of the happier and yet melancholy times of my life was the last day I saw my great grandfather. He was a scientist who was part of the team to develop fluorescent lighting and the cool artificial phosphorescence found in watches. In his very old age he suffered from a stroke that made it difficult for him to communicate, and he became forgetful. But he never forgot me. One day, when I was only a few years old, his physical therapist was having him exercise and she was telling him "bend your knees, bend your knees" and he stopped and looked at her and said "no! ben-ja-MIN!"

He lived in Ipswich, MA and we lived (and still do) in Maine, so we couldn't visit too often, but we own a very old camp in the southern part of the state and we would sometimes arrange to meet there. Shortly before he died my father, grandfather, great grandfather and I met at the camp one last time. My father and I took my great grandfather for one last row on the lake in the aluminum rowboat that's been there since long before I was born. It was just me and the two men who helped me catch my first fish so many summers ago on the shores of that very lake. We didn't speak, but simply drifted together peacefully before coming back to shore. Not more than a week later, he passed away. There was something so sad and beautiful about it...that I couldn't help but be happy. It was the perfect way to say goodbye. I'll never forget that day.
 
I propose a toast to Dads, and may those of us blessed with children be good ones. :)

Good stuff in here guys, keep it comin'.
 
Wow, thats a powerfull story. Sad and happy at the same time. Im glad you got to have that last memory of him. Thats awesome. 4 generations at one place. Dosnt happen often.
 
FortyTwoBlades said:
Good to hear that you've found a good place within yourself. It takes a lot of people their whole lives to become at peace with who they are and where they're at. Some people never do.

Along those lines one of the happier and yet melancholy times of my life was the last day I saw my great grandfather. He was a scientist who was part of the team to develop fluorescent lighting and the cool artificial phosphorescence found in watches. In his very old age he suffered from a stroke that made it difficult for him to communicate, and he became forgetful. But he never forgot me. One day, when I was only a few years old, his physical therapist was having him exercise and she was telling him "bend your knees, bend your knees" and he stopped and looked at her and said "no! ben-ja-MIN!"

He lived in Ipswich, MA and we lived (and still do) in Maine, so we couldn't visit too often, but we own a very old camp in the southern part of the state and we would sometimes arrange to meet there. Shortly before he died my father, grandfather, great grandfather and I met at the camp one last time. My father and I took my great grandfather for one last row on the lake in the aluminum rowboat that's been there since long before I was born. It was just me and the two men who helped me catch my first fish so many summers ago on the shores of that very lake. We didn't speak, but simply drifted together peacefully before coming back to shore. Not more than a week later, he passed away. There was something so sad and beautiful about it...that I couldn't help but be happy. It was the perfect way to say goodbye. I'll never forget that day.
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Great!!! I really miss my grandfather, I hope I can make half the impression on my grandchildren. Chris
 
Your a good guy Jake, I don't care what your wife says about you.:D


My most memorable outdoors experiance was taking my daughter on her first camping trip. She had a great time and had a smile on her face every moment:thumbup: I didn't get much time in the outdoors growing up in the Bronx, NY and my father was worthless, so I thank God everyday that I am able to give my daughter the things I was lacking in my childhood.

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PB Wilson. I lived for fifty years just a few miles from where you probably took that picture. Just North Of Wall SD:thumbup:
 
She is beautiful. Thank god she takes after her smokin hot mother. ;)

Awesome memory. :thumbup: Call me sometime Tony, we havent spoke in awhile.
 
j williams said:
Whats a km? :p
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A km is the unit of measurement used in Canadian dashboard speedometers solely for the purpose of startling our American passengers when they notice we're cruising at 125. :p

I'm loving this thread. Great stories.

All the best,

- Mike
 
Mentor said:
A km is the unit of measurement used in Canadian dashboard speedometers solely for the purpose of startling our American passengers when they notice we're cruising at 125. :p

I'm loving this thread. Great stories.

All the best,

- Mike
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LMFAO!!! Thats hilarious!! :D

Yeah, its been a little dry around here lately, and people are gettin a little wound up, ready for the warmer weather I guess. :confused: Its nice to read this. Its put me into a really great mood, I hope its doing the same for everyone else. That in itself is worth more then the knife, its the true prize of this giveaway. :thumbup:
 
Thought id add to the thread with a pic I took a couple years ago. Its blown up and hangs in my bedroom. It always inspires me. Dunno why, but I LOVE IT.

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i was always out in the woods when i was a kid. i'd go up and down the creek behind my house all the time. i had about a 40 gallon metal tub that i'd fill with crayfish, tadpoles, turtles, minnows and anything else i could catch. one time my buddy and i caught a 14 inch bullfrog, and my mom KISSED IT! great times.

unrelated, but here's a pic from a favorite spot in Killarney Provincial Park, where i go every summer:

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I love to take my boys to the creek to catch tadpoles and mud bugs. Good times indeed! Thanks for sharing!!
 
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